Sand slips.
Soft, soundless.
A surrender
with each successive step.
Nothing lingers.
Edges soften, scatter,
slide into subtleness—
form loosens into flow.
Above, slow sphere suspends,
cyclical, steady,
keeping quiet count
of passage without ground.
Potential not in footing,
but in cosmos, circling—
sand falling, dune forming,
ceaseless hourglass.
Collector Notes:
Dune embodies the tension between movement and stillness, where shifting terrain becomes a metaphor for endurance. Formed through washes of oil paint, pigment, and cold wax medium, the surface drifts and settles like wind-shaped sand, pooling into a cresting ridge along the lower canvas. A misted expanse and faint lunar forms draw the eye upward, emphasizing scale, distance, and quiet anticipation. The composition feels both spontaneous and purposeful, echoing the natural logic of landscapes that absorb, regroup, and transform. More than a granular reference, the work is a meditation on uncertainty and forward motion—on the instinct to continue toward the unknown, even as the ground beneath slips away.
Sand slips.
Soft, soundless.
A surrender
with each successive step.
Nothing lingers.
Edges soften, scatter,
slide into subtleness—
form loosens into flow.
Above, slow sphere suspends,
cyclical, steady,
keeping quiet count
of passage without ground.
Potential not in footing,
but in cosmos, circling—
sand falling, dune forming,
ceaseless hourglass.
Collector Notes:
Dune embodies the tension between movement and stillness, where shifting terrain becomes a metaphor for endurance. Formed through washes of oil paint, pigment, and cold wax medium, the surface drifts and settles like wind-shaped sand, pooling into a cresting ridge along the lower canvas. A misted expanse and faint lunar forms draw the eye upward, emphasizing scale, distance, and quiet anticipation. The composition feels both spontaneous and purposeful, echoing the natural logic of landscapes that absorb, regroup, and transform. More than a granular reference, the work is a meditation on uncertainty and forward motion—on the instinct to continue toward the unknown, even as the ground beneath slips away.